Yes It's All My Fault

Yes, it's all my fault...that's my last word in the end of a long argument..

It's all my fault that I can't be at home taking care of my son so when he's sick, naughty or anything it's my fault.

It's all my fault that I don't have the courage to resign from my office so I have to find somebody else to take care of my son.

It's all my fault that I can't treat an employee of mine as an employee but a friend so she's taken advantages from my weaknesses and disrespect me.

It's all my fault that somebody else is able to take an advantages from my employee and refuse to take the responsibility if there's anything wrong in the process.

It's all my fault that I select and bought the best product for my son so everybody's envying us.

It's all my fault that I can not control everything in my house so everybody can come in and take everything they wanted to take.

It's all my fault..and case closed.

And now what's left is a very depraved heart.